Posts by fadingdaylight1

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight strode forward, her gaze focused on Clockwork. She tried to recognize where the tom came from, but she couldn't recognize the scent Clockwork carried with him. The elegant she-cat remained silent until this tom spoke to them.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]And of course, her failed attempts to joke around with someone, or be friendly to a child, had backfired. She stared at the pup, her eyes lightning aflame at Phantompup's disrespectful remark. "Excuse me?" She hissed, leaning closer to the ebony canine. Being disrespected like so was unacceptable. Phantompup needed to learn his place, now. Fadingdaylight knew he was "protecting himself" and that was a good trait to have, but not against her and her shitty jokes. "Never speak to me like that again, urchin." As her sharp blue eyes quickly eyeballed Phantompup, she recalled the countless times she had turned diabolical on her Clanmates. Also the times she had attempted, and failed, to get on anyone's good side. And here she was again, years later, and nothing had changed. She still wasn't a goodhearted comedian. Instead a sullen bitch who had forgotten the meaning of fun. The sleek-pelted she-cat whipped around, her hard blue eyes locking on Sans out of the corner of her eye. And look at him, physical appearance as though he was never meant to be alive, yet everyone somehow liked him. Cracking jokes like no ones business, and he didn't have anyone turning on him for such a thing.

Why the fuck was she letting a puny puppy getting to her, anyway? Fadingdaylight narrowed her eyes and she continued shoved her way away, promptly grumbling to herself. And everyone wonders why the fuck I'm me. She thought, tail lashing as she exited. Well, she didn't give a shit. She had no more business here. So, she was gone. No wonder she didn't like ShadowClan.

-- sorry if i just sort of changed the direction of the thread :\

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight strolled forward, her gaze dashing between Bill Cipher and Error Sans. Goddamn, that Bill Cipher really was a damn prick, wasn't he? What she wanted to know was how the fucking hell it went from hot dogs up to the world being filled with violence. Two very opposite things. Her lips twitched, and she faced the yellow feline. "Alright, Bill Cipher, if they want to "waste their time", let them. It shouldn't fucking matter this much to you." She would snap, eyeing him with half lidded eyes. Did she think stacking hot dogs on your cranium was a useless activity? Hell yes. Was she going to stroll around and be a bitch about it? No, that, apparently, was Bill Cipher's job. It could help with balancing, anyway. That was a very helpful tactic to learn. She would rather practice it through climbing or something, though. "Leave them be and go fuck yourself." She would demand, turning to scan Error Sans, Phantompup, Jethro, and the others. "Alright. Proceed." She grunted, raising a paw and flicking it. Was she going to participate? No, like Bill said, it was quite the waste of time. Besides, if anyone here was "the most powerful", they wouldn't need to debate about it.

When Bill proceeded to attack Asriel, and Sans proceeded to attack Bill, the fur on her spine lifted, eyes narrowing."BOTH OF YOU, QUIT YOUR SHIT." She snarled above the commotion, stepping forward to the battling warriors. Nope. Bill Cipher was being an immature piece of shit, and openly attacking a Clanmate was unacceptable.

-- /sigh/ everythings lagging of course i posted after like 10 more posts

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight noticed Asriel sitting there making a flower crown. Those were a common trinkets found in gift baskets. It was something she would never use. The elegant feline padded towards Asriel, still, eyeballing him slightly. With the large bouquet of flowers covering one of his eyes, and a flower crown in his paws, Asriel must really love flowers. To her, they were magnets for allergies, especially in this season. As Fadingdaylight stopped near Asriel, her eyes drifted from his flower crown up to meet his eyes. "Who's it for?"

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]-- im so sorry, i thought i replied ;w;

Fadingdaylight nodded, tail tip twitching. She eyed Paintedpaw's expression, and she blinked her icy eyes, turning her head to face the trees. "Well, I was thinkin' about taking a swing around the whole territory. Cool with that?" Fadingdaylight meowed. Truthfully, she wasn't indicate an option for the canine, but still. The first 'landmark' she wanted to hit was her boulder. The one that was completely off limits. Then there were a few other things. She had a map of SkyClan's territory in her heart, pretty much. She thought their home wasn't very complex.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight had glanced towards Superhero, her shoulders raising and dropping in a shrug. She was about to speak again, when she noticed Lovingkit running fearfully out of the corner of her eye. She spotted the small cat, and her soft pink nose twitching. "Lovingkit." She attempted to grab his attention. Fadingdaylight noticed Banana, Bill Cipher, Cherrypaw, and everyone else. Well, at least she and Superhero weren't the only ones. Having woken up in this odd place... which was still SkyClan... was weird and unnerving. She noticed basically all her Clanmates were pretty freaked out as prehistoric creatures romped about. Damn, there was a huge threat from these guys. They were just lucky nothing had spotted them. Fadingdaylight heard Bill Cipher's seemingly uncaring comment. He wasn't a prehistoric beast, was he? He had never seen this before. Fadingdaylight looked around. "Okay, well, just make sure none of you become anyone's next meal." She knew they used to have dinosaur Clanmates, but that was hella fucking different.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]On the other hand, Fadingdaylight was a pro at rolling blunts and joints. She had been doing it for an awfully long time. The seal point had rounded a corner and noticed Drugstorepaw, grumbling angrily as he worked with his paws. A nonexistent eyebrow rose upon her face and she silently approached the serval. She knew he was always stoned, so she could easily guess what he was doing. A soft snort exited her nostrils. "Need help?" She offered, glancing at the unrolled blunt. Of course, she would only help under one circumstance.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Phantompup was very wrong. She didn't hate Phantompup, much less Kiipcha. In fact, she had never hated either of them. They were ShadowClan offspring, and she despised every fur on every ShadowClanner, but Phantompup and Kiipcha weren't ShadowClanners. And Fadingdaylight was not a fool. She didn't hate based on someone's parents. The fact that Phantompup was constantly disrespecting her drove her to snap at him. She couldn't recall ever treating Phantompup rudely or differently, otherwise. The lithe figure of the very feline strode forward, and she stood in isolation, her sharp blue eyes focused on the canine child, her ears swiveling around. Her tail curled as a soft wind rustled the forest surrounding them. "Hey." She greeted. It was as if though she had forgotten their encounter. She hadn't. Fadingdaylight didn't find such a thing to make her hold a grudge. Sure, she was huge on respect, and Phantompup had downright disrespected her without a care in the world. That would change in one way or another. Today, she felt in a much more calm state. She wasn't going to dwell.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight looked around. Well, it seemed like nearly half the Clan was huddled into one large group next to her precious boulder. They could all get stepped on and get crushed to death at any given moment. She looked around, taking multiple breaths of air. It smelt much different, not like SkyClan. The earth felt soggy, too. Fadingdaylight ventured forward, striding past Phantompup and Kiipcha with her eyes dashing in every direction. "We should just-" her sentence was cut off by a sharp inhale, stopping and her head whipping around. A huge ass dragonfly just zipped past her head. That was not just a dragonfly. It was fucking prehistoric, fucking giant. Fadingdaylight watched the prehistoric insect buzz around them. She had never seen that before. "The FUCK is that?" She meowed, tail lashing. Well, she knew what it was, it was a rhetorical question. She had never seen a dragonfly that gigantic, though!

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight watched Drugstorepaw look surprised as she made her presence known, and she blinked, gaze averting down to the unfinished blunt. She snorted softly as he finally found a reply, and she stood next to Drugstorepaw. "Amateurs. Okay, I'll help you, but I get to smoke with you." She meowed, and without waiting for a reply, the seal point sat down, pressing her paws very softly against the sides of the paper. Fadingdaylight leaned her head downwards and made sure the marijuana was perfectly aligned. Afterwards, she slowly began to roll it up, nudging the mouthpiece into place. She sat, waiting for Drugstorepaw to reply to her.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight narrowed her sharp eyes even further, tail tip curling around her paws. "Neoptolemus has you help him to prepare you for his duties. You should be damn able to run this Clan on your own." Deputies and other high positions were definitely something a leader needed. Fadingdaylight knew that sometimes leaders did need second opinions, did need help. But they shouldn't need their work to be done for them. As Fadingdaylight locked her gaze with Luca's eyes, she decided that Luca was capable of being a good leader, but she didn't want good, she wanted phenomenal. And if she had to whip him up into greatness, so be it. SkyClan was not going to crumble, not while she was here. She was listening to the leader lament, and she wasn't going to accept that.

"First of all, start thinking like a leader." Fadingdaylight demanded, pricking her ears. "I know you're capable of it, Luca, but you just wont allow yourself to." She meowed, rather dully. She thought Luca was too desperate for everyone to love him. Unfortunately, that wasn't always the case. Well, take a good look at her, everyone fucking hated her guts, but she couldn't find herself to care. Not at the moment, anyways. Fadingdaylight wasn't going to let what other people thought about her rule her life. She wasn't always like that, however. Had her life unfolded differently, well, who knows?

"Grant amnesty, but you're just being lazy. Start telling yourself you can be a leader." Fadingdaylight meowed, taking a deep breath. Good lord of fucks, she hated lectures. "Unless you would rather tell Neoptolemus you're unfit to lead SkyClan, that is." She meowed as if a threat.

-- ahh, excuse the ic opinions ;w;

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]"Stop doubting yourself." Fadingdaylight advised, strolling forward from behind Lovingkit's boulder. Lovingkit had better be glad that wasn't her boulder. She had watched the tabby kitten back away from the edge of the stone. She had been seeing this action way too damn much in SkyClan, mostly from Luca. She hated to give so much lecturing. Fadingdaylight padded around to the front of the boulder, quickly slipping past Superhero. Did she know how to fly? Hell no. "I'm sure it's not that fucking hard." Fadingdaylight tried dully, tail curling at her side. Maybe she shouldn't have cursed at Lovingkit. Well, bad habits were hard to chase off.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Finalfantasy.

After having heard the name come from a very familiar voice, her attention was fully grasped. Had she heard correctly? No one spoke about Finalfantasy in SkyClan nowadays, she didn't think anyone else would remember him. The lithe she-cat was just around the corner from the cave entrance. She had halted with a paw in the air. What was she about to get into? What, or who, was standing outside this cave, requesting to see her? Her heart began to beat quicker and quicker. She knew deep down what might possibly happen in just a few moments. It was something Fadingdaylight had deemed to be impossible, something that would never happen no matter what. "What the fuck am I doing?" She would whisper to herself inaudibly. She clenched her jaws together and straightened her posture even more than it already was, and she strutted out of the cave, slinking up near Asriel, but not quite next to him.

Her sharp blue eyes met Ardan's equally as blue. It was almost as if she couldn't process it. It was almost as if she didn't want to process it. She recognized Ardan immediately. Her father was someone that had left a nearly permanent image in her mind. His ebony and white fur would be hard to forget. Her eyes seemingly made of ice seemed to let go from their lidded state, nonexistent eyebrows subduing. "Finalfantasy...?" The breath had exited her lips in a whisper-like tone, and she had attempted to make it sound strong, powerful, like she was. Instead, though, her tone was soft, in awe. How long had it been since she had seen her father, or anyone from her immediate family? Years. She did have Arcticfrost, but it wasn't the same.

She blinked, quickly eyeballing his body. He was much more ancient than she. Scars littered his ebony and white body, and he looked as though his age was wearing him down physically. His blue eyes told her differently, though. Fadingdaylight could feel her jaw tensing, and her eyes began to feel moist. Oh, hell no. She was not going to cry. She was not going to start crying, not in front of Finalfantasy, not in front of Asriel. It was weak. Her ears pricked, and she won the battle, keeping her tears inside. A smile, though, was something that had successfully overrun her.

A wobbling, almost extinct smile rose onto her lips. She hadn't smiled for a long time. She gazed at her father with a sort of hidden happiness, the smile and her loosened stance was all that she was giving him. A thought suddenly struck her as suddenly as lightning. She would have made Finalfantasy ashamed. Ashamed to be her father, ashamed to what he had raised... for half of her life, at least. Finalfantasy was a very noble cat. He had become deputy - almost leader - of SkyClan. Everyone had adored him, and his death by rocks had saddened the entire Clan. While he was crushed by boulders, she was crushed by that sadness and feeling of abandonment, that had helped contribute to the creature Finalfantasy had managed to produce today.

She was hated. The whole of SkyClan hated her guts. Fadingdaylight really didn't care, she had grown used to such a thing near the end of her rocky apprenticeship. But it was something Finalfantasy wouldn't have wanted. He would have wanted a daughter that he would have been proud to call his daughter, someone just as noble as he was. Southerncross would have been just that. No... no, Fadingdaylight wasn't going to meet anyone's standards. She didn't dedicate her dedication to anyone. She didn't give two shits if she made Finalfantasy proud or not. Truly. But she couldn't escape the fact that somewhere in her winter-cold heart she wanted someone to not hate her. Jesse wasn't around anymore, and that cat would have to be Finalfantasy.

That awkward smile was still curved upon her lips as she stared at Ardan. It was too good to be true.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight had arrived and listened to Finialdeparture, ears twitching. A new SunClan leader. Alright. "Thanks for the gifts." The elegant she-cat would meow, glancing at the basket. She scanned over the items Finialdeparture had lugged with her. Fadingdaylight then raised her gaze to meet the SunClanners. "I can't say much, but our two Clans haven't interacted much at all, for allies." Fadingdaylight pointed out. Alliances were good to have, but not if they were worthless. "Maybe that could change." SkyClan needed to host more ally-involving events, as well, to keep and strengthen bonds.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]The sight of a winged canine on the border made Fadingdaylight make her arrival. Drugstorepaw arrived before she was able to, and the elegant seal point stood near the serval, her sharp blue eyes fixed on him. She chose to remain silent until Aaron spoke his business. She wasn't going to jump to conclusions, but there were an awful lot of canines, specifically wolves, within SkyClan. Neoptolemus, Phantompup and Kiipcha, Jethro. Fadingdaylight's tail curled as she waited patiently.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight nodded, and she picked up the blunt delicately with her mouth. Her eyes narrowed as she pressed her paw around, and she finally found her lighter. It was a battered pale blue lighter. Good thing she brought this bad bitch along with her. She lit the blunt up, allowing her lighter to drop to the ground. Fadingdaylight took a sharp, deep inhale, and smoke drifted from the blunt. She raised a paw, removing the item from her lips and she shoved her paw in Drugstorepaw's direction, indicating his turn for a hit. After multiple seconds, she parted her lips slightly, watching as smoke billowed from her lips. She found it was odd smoking with a Clanmate. A younger Clanmate, too. The seal point had never really bothered to smoke with her Clanmates. She had always done it either alone, with Jesse, or with a random stranger or ally. It was weird, and Drugstorepaw had damn better not misinterpret this. "How long have you been smoking?" She would inquire, glancing down towards her lighter. She should probably get a new one.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Well, it was time to host the next weekly tasks, and it was her week. The seal point leaped onto her boulder, striding to the very edge. "SkyClan, gather to receive a weekly task!" Fadingdaylight would demand. She hadn't done a weekly tasks for quite a long time. It was safe to say she did have multiple unique things to hand out to her Clanmates.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight spotted Luca, and she padded towards him, watching as he slowly rolled, and also burned a beetle. A nonexistent eyebrow rose as she examined him. It took her a moment or two, but she finally noticed Luca's blue eyes. They stood out an awful lot now that she noticed it. Her tail lashed, eyes beginning to narrow. "Luca, what is up with you?" Fadingdaylight would ask. They did just have a chat about his apparent laziness, but this was different. This was a different form of lazy. And his blue eyes meant something.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][font=tahoma][size=10][sup]Fadingdaylight padded forward, glancing from Asriel to Margaery. Interesting how one family could be so large, you didn't know who was related to who. She blinked her blue eyes. Were BlizzardClan and SkyClan allies? She couldn't recall, but she knew they weren't enemies. "Hey." Fadingdaylight greeted Margaery with a twitch of her tail tip. "Fadingdaylight." She gave her name very simply.

[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 500px; text-align: justify;][sup]Fadingdaylight's gaze shifted to Superhero. The sight of him gave her the idea for something SkyClan could really use, plus, the seal point thought Superhero would enjoy doing this. "You can host any sort of party and invite all of our allies." It was a sort of boring, overused task, but it needed to be done. Next were the Geminii twins. Seeing as they had both spoken at the same time, and used 'we', Fadingdaylight assumed they would both want the same single task. For these two, she decided on... "Geminii twins, you two can set up an obstacle course for the Clan." There was a lot of possibilities for an obstacle course, especially here in SkyClan's territory. Her attention drifted to Sans next. "Error Sans, start some truth or dare." Did she often play games herself? Mmm, not quite. SkyClan could use something not so serious, though, and with herself as the one handing out weekly tasks, seriousness was often the case, unfortunately. "Asriel. Collect some of the jewels from the caves in camp and make jewelry for your Clanmates." Fadingdaylight offered out. Asriel often made flowercrowns, right? This was sort of similar, and why not put some of SkyClan's natural wonders to use? "Bill Cipher, create a mystery scene and have everyone solve it, or tell riddles and make us solve them." Fadingdaylight meowed blandly. Her blue gaze shifted onto Fina- Ardan. Ardan, she would need to get that name glued in her mind. Bossing her father and former superior around would be something she would completely dominate. "Ardan, swimming lessons." Fadingdaylight stated, ears flattening. Shit, did Ardan even know how to swim? Well, he damn well better.